55-Fiction on Sunday? Who knows? It could become a habit. 😉 And before I knew I had hit ‘send’. I experienced disbelief at my decision. Then a sense of loss and finally relief. It was time to let go. Yes, we had had good times. But I didn’t need him any more. “Be happy” I whispered and pictured the little girl thrilled with her ‘new’ computer. ******** And before I knew I had hit ‘send’. Would he respond? Was the profile picture what he really looked like? I couldn’t stop thinking of him. I had to know if he was…
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“Isn’t staring down people’s mouths awful?” I asked “I’m doing my bit for humanity after all. See that tooth there? It’s rotten. Without me, the dentist would never know”, says the lamp proudly. The Dentist’s Assistant is in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge : Write a 33-word piece that uses the word ‘tooth’